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I WAS a Seven Stars player but am no longer thanks to casinos like this one that took so much of my money that after a year or so, I couldn't afford to play and spend what it took to stay in the Seven Stars category. Everything about this casino is unlike any other Harrah's that I've been to and I've been to almost all of them. First of all, trying to get there is somewhat of a scary experience. The roads are pretty rough as well as the neighborhoods that you travel through to get to the prison which is behind the casino (I've actually watched the inmates in the excercise yard from one of the windows in the casino). The machines in the High Limit room are the tightest machines I've ever experienced anywhere (I put $1000 in a $5 Double Gold machine and got NOTHING back) and the other machines I played were just as tight. When my funds were down, I played everything else out there from the $2 reels to the penny slots and found them to be as tight as the machines at McCarren airport in Las Vegas (and that's about as tight as a slot machine can be). When I went upstairs to the buffet for Diamond members, a host or manager or whatever he was questioned my player status and when I showed him my Seven Stars card, he asked me for ID (I suppose it was because I had on jeans and a sweatshirt rather than a polyester pant suit). Once I met his approval, I got a plate of lousy food and sat at a table that was tagged as "Seven Stars Only" only to have the servers avoid my table (I must've looked like a non-tipper who mistakenly sat at that table). I ate what I could, left a $20 bill on the table and went downstairs and bought a hot dog and soda. I probably made about five or so more visits to the casino but after losing consistently and in what seemed to be an increasingly shorter time, I simply stopped going.
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